This is Now

Chapter 2: Why Are You Here?

Chapter 2: Why Are You Here?

Keera's P.O.V

I walked home tired from dryland. Every time before a game, my team does a dryland to get us the tiniest bit more prepared for the upcoming game.

I slammed the flat's door and threw my bag on the ground carelessly. Dani was on the phone with Liam probably. She was smiling at the ceiling laughing.

"Ya Li, I know. You new song is amazing and I do love it." she chuckled.

I sighed at her perfect relationship. It was perfect too. Even tho sometimes Danielle had to go to America or Spain, the long distance relationship was perfect.

They both trusted each other and they both knew that Dani nor Liam would ever cheat. They were too... commited.

Unlike my relationship life, it was hell. I didn't have a boyfriend, because all the hot guys were my best friends. Legit.

Blake Graysten, Quinn Kleen and Jake Stirling were all extremely hot, but all my best friends that I would never date.

Usually girls would pretend to be my friend to spend time with the three but I never really was interested on having a girl bestfriend aside from Danielle and Pipa.

"Ya Liam, she she is right here. The boys want to talk to her?" she asked. "Hey K? Liam's friends want to talk to you."

"Uhh. Okay?" I answered worried.

She tossed me her iPhone 5 and I put it on speaker.

"Hey lads" I begin.

"Hey!" A group chorus. "Do you like football? Are you any good? Do you like food? Do you like the Fray? Do you like pranks? What's your favourite colour? Can you cook? I bet I could beat you in a football match." A rush of questions flow through the phone.

"Woah okay hold up. Yes I love football, I consider my self very good since I made the Manchester team. I love food and pranks. Blue and yes and bullshit." I answered all the questions.

"What position do you play?" a husky voice asked. "And are you single?"

My eyes widened and I exploded into laughter. Why would he want to even date me? He doesn't even know me. I don't even know him either.

Just as I stopped laughing, Blake walked into the flat. He stared at me weirdly.

"Hey K. Is this a bad time?" he questioned.

"Is that your boyfriend?" the voice asked again.

This time Blake started ton laugh. He thought it was hilarious.

"You.... thought... I was...her.. boyfriend?!" he laughed.

He highfived me as we giggled together.

"Who are you even?" I asked realizing I didn't even know who they were.

"I'm Harry" the husky voice answered plainly.

"I'm Zayn" a bradford accent boredly.

"I'm Louis" a Doncaster accent chuckled.

"And I'm Niall" the Irish accent I knew to well said.

Niall. Niall. Niall.

I hung up the phone and through it back and Dani. I grabbed Blake and my bag and dragged him out of the flat toward a Menchies.

"K! Where are we going?" he groaned.

"Menchies then the arena." I gritted my teeth.

We grabbed some cups at Menchies and filled our cups to the top. I got red velvet and Blake got watermelon.

We sat down in silence.

"K why'd you leave Danielle? She is probably worried sick" he asked.

"Because I had to leave to the pitch! I have a game you know! Aen't you, Quinn and Jake coming like you three promised?" I asked raising a eye brow.

They always came to my home games. Blake was the only who came to the away games because he had the time.

"Yes of course! But your game isn't till 6:30 K" he argued. "It is only 4"

I silently ate my ice cream. What was I going to say? My best friend was on the other end of the phone? Who totally just left me hanging alone to get bullied by the ruddest people in Ireland?

"Keera why did you leave Danielle and the others?" he asked.

"Because Niall is or was one of my best friends back in Ireland!! We had been best friends forever!! He helped me when I got bullied for being good at sports and being on the boys team for soccer! He left me for England and to be a famous asshole with those other guys!!!" I cried.

I grabbed my bag and my still full Menchies cup an walked out of the store toward the field. I pulled open the stadium door to the lobby hoping no one was here.

Thankfully no one was here, I stormed out to thee pitch pulling my cleats on and tying them up. I rolled the ball out onto the pitch and started to take shots.

I practiced juggling for about 15 minutes and went right to my main priority; corner kicks. after a few minutes of kicking I gave up.

None of my shots went in, I could hardly pop up a ball on my foot, and I missed all my corners. I sat down in the middle of the field and started to cry.

I just couldn't take it. Why? I don't know.

The memories of the girls who bullied me flooded my brain. When Niall left me, no one stood up for me, but if they did, they always got in trouble and were humilated because of me.

I could hear the faint footsteps in the stadium. Who would be here right now? Aside from me. Itwas probably just a janitor or someone so I didn't bother that they would actually notice me.

"Uh, are you okay?" a voice echoed through the stadium.

I just ignored it. Why would they even care?

"Seriously answer me please? I swear I will listen" the voice echoed closer.

But hey, I never told you who it was? ;)

cliffhanger just for you :) ily even tho you prob hate me for leaving it on such short note but you will find out who it is! why wouldn't you? qotc: fave one direction song? story of my life baby :D

mckenzie